It started as a friendship that was already thriving. I didn't want to rush it into anything, although our relationship was rushed like this poem.
Things went well. We both loved each other. We were perfect together, and we were both very happy for the future full of memories and love.
We ran into some issues as our honeymoon phase ended, but surfed through them with a heavy breeze. Everything was over, and we were both happy again, or so I thought.
Someone new flew in and I was open to it. I agreed to something that changed the course of my life, and changed my perception of relationships forever. I allowed this person in our lives, a very quickly made decision, and it altered my life forever.
This person altered the original plan, and then stripped away what was my pride and joy. Then I noticed change. I don't like change especially when it comes so swiftly. It stresses me out.
Turns out I wasn't being loved. The last two months of what I thought was lifting three hundred pounds, was only lifting two. Them, and Him.
These events in my life I will never forget. This will forever change my perception on relationships as complicated as that. In all reality, we were puzzle pieces just trying to fit together, but we didn't look at the whole puzzle, and in the end, it all fell apart.
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ПоэзияThis is something I wanted to do for a while. Huge Trigger Warnings for people sensitive to super depressive topics. DISCLAIMER #1: I am in no way shape or form, $u!c!dal, but don't you ever just want to give up on life? Like, not die, but give up...
